Every man carries the seed of his own death, and you will not be more than a man. You will have everything; you cannot have more.

It does not do to neglect the gods of a place, whoever they may be. In the end, they are all one.

Perhaps loneliness had nothing to do with place or circumstance; perhaps it was in you; yourself. Perhaps, wherever you were, you took your little circle of loneliness with you.

But I have noticed this about ambitious men, or men in power, that they fear even the slightest and least likely threat to it.

Have you ever thought, when something dreadful happens, 'a moment ago things were not like this; let it be then, not now, anything but now'? And you try and try to remake then, but you know you can't. So you try to hold the moment quite still and not let it move on and show itself.

Where two Greeks are gathered together, there will be at least three political parties represented, and possibly more.

There are few men more superstitious than soldiers. They are, after all, the men who live closest to death.